After my Taoist partner was destroyed, the fairy who coveted me took action

At the same time, her other hand subconsciously grabbed Pei Yuhan's wrist, as if she was afraid that Pei Yuhan would really take his hand away.

This action made Yu Gu Nan frown secretly again.

This damn body...it really doesn't listen to me.

She just wanted to take this opportunity to tease the white-robed swordsman, but she didn't expect that her body would actually soften under the warm touch, and she was even reluctant to let his hand go.

Now, Yu Gunan was a little skeptical. Was it her idea or this body's idea that she wanted Pei Yuhan to use his hands to regulate her spiritual energy?

Or maybe it was both. Under the influence of his sister, his soul developed a special attachment to the man named "Pei Yuhan".

Yu Gu Nan clenched his teeth and suddenly felt very irritated.

It was as if he had just walked out of the prison of his heart and plunged into the love net of another person named "Pei Yuhan".

She always felt that her destiny was never in her own hands, and this loss of control made her feel very insecure.

As if feeling the uneasiness in Yu Gunnan's body, Pei Yuhan thought that the girl was feeling uncomfortable again, so he hugged her petite body tighter, allowing her to lie more comfortably in his arms.

"..."

Yu Gunan lay in Pei Yuhan's arms, smelling the soothing and strange fragrance on him, and felt his irritable mood gradually calm down.

She secretly glanced at the profile of this so-called "Master" and murmured in her heart: Forget it, this kind of change... doesn't seem bad.

About half an incense stick of time passed, and Pei Yuhan saw that Yu Gunnan's face had become much rosier. No matter how the girl begged, he no longer spoiled her.

Pei Yuhan withdrew his hand and wanted to touch his nose out of habit, but when he thought that his hands were now filled with the girl's elegant body fragrance, he put it down helplessly.

He looked at Yu Gu Nan, who had already put his clothes in order, and said:

"We should go back now. When her consciousness is clear, tell her that she won't have to come to this cold spring when she undergoes soul fusion in the future.

Now you know the entire process, and there should be no need for me to be by your side to protect you during the subsequent practice of taking pills.

However, every time you practice, you need to inform me and your senior sister in advance, so that if anything goes wrong, I can arrive in time."

"Yes, Gu Nan understands."

"Okay, let's get out of here."

Pei Yuhan took her hand and then opened the teleportation scroll.

Chapter 67: Yue Qiu pushes herself to the limit in order to meet her master's expectations

In the courtyard, a silver-haired girl was meditating with her eyes closed. In front of her, eighteen long swords were neatly arranged.

call--

A breeze blew by, carrying a few dead leaves past her.

The next moment, the eighteen long swords in front of Qing Yueqiu suddenly trembled in the air. She gently raised a finger, and six of the long swords swam towards the sky like a school of fish.

Then, she raised her second finger, and six more swords flew up, following the previous flying swords in an orderly manner.

Soon, all eighteen long swords flew up, forming a dense and flexible sword formation like a school of sardines. The majestic and mighty sword energy shattered the snowflakes in the sky, making the air emit sharp screams.

If the sword-cultivating elders in Xuanyuan Dao Sect saw this scene, they would probably be so shocked that their mouths would open wide.

An ordinary sword cultivator who can perfectly control a flying sword can already be the most powerful among cultivators of the same level.

He can control eighteen flying swords at the same time and keep all of them in order as if they were his arms. This terrifying reserve of spiritual energy, the precision of his consciousness, and his understanding of the way of the sword are beyond the scope of an ordinary Jindan stage cultivator.

But even so, dissatisfaction still appeared in Qingyueqiu's eyes.

"Not enough... If this level is the only one, it is definitely not enough to face those great elders or even the sect master's true disciples."

"If I want to win the Dao Sect championship this time, I need to control at least thirty-six swords at the same time and form the Thirty-Six Heavenly Sword Formation to have a chance."

The Thirty-Six Tiangang Sword Formation requires at least twelve Jindan cultivators, each of whom controls three flying swords and exhausts all their spiritual energy to form it. Once successful, even a cultivator in the early Yuanying stage would probably die with hatred if he fell into the extremely strong and fierce Tiangang Sword Net.

It is nothing short of a fantasy for Qing Yueqiu to complete the workload of twelve sword cultivators by himself.

But she believed that she could do it, because her master said that she possessed an innate sword bone and had an unparalleled affinity for swords. When she reached the Mahayana stage of cultivation, she could make all the swords in the world submit to her by herself.

Right now, she naturally couldn't reach the mythical realm that her master talked about, but she could only control the thirty-six flying swords to form a Tiangang Sword Formation. Qing Yueqiu believed that she could at least do this!

after all……

"Master said I can do it, so I can do it!"

Because of her humble background, Qing Yueqiu had experienced the life of a refugee beggar who had to snatch food from the mouths of wild dogs. When she came to the prosperous Xuanyuan Dao Sect, she looked at those fairies who were dressed in gorgeous clothes and of noble birth, and she always had an inferiority complex that could not be removed in her heart.

But she has complete faith in her Master’s affirmation and will definitely use all her potential to achieve it!

"rise!"

Following Qing Yueqiu's somewhat hoarse command, six more flying swords rushed out from behind her.

At this time, the number of swords in the air had reached as many as twenty-four. Qing Yueqiu's face was as pale as the snow around him, and his breathing was as rapid as the whistling cold wind. He had already reached his limit.

She swallowed the rusty and bloody taste in her throat and prepared to bite the tip of her tongue to continue exploring her limits.

"That's enough! You're going to die!"

Pei Yuhan's stern voice sounded, and every word turned into mysterious runes visible to the naked eye under the blessing of spiritual energy, spreading in a circle.

The twenty-four flying swords floating in the air all trembled and became inoperable under the pressure of this power that had absolute control over the swords, and finally fell to the ground together, just like ministers hurriedly saluting when they saw the real monarch coming.

Qing Yueqiu felt that the connection between the swords and himself was cut off, and subconsciously felt that a tense heartstring broke, and his body fell backward uncontrollably.

Without touching the cold ground.

Because her body was embraced in a warm and solid embrace.

Pei Yuhan looked at his first disciple in his arms, frowning as he wanted to scold him. However, seeing how weak his disciple looked, he finally sighed helplessly:

"Why are you doing this? You even want to use your blood essence to control the sword. If you fail, you will be attacked and unable to get out of bed for at least 20 days. Do you want Master to take care of you and your mistress, two patients?"

“…I’m sorry, Master. Yue Qiu just feels that my current strength is not enough to meet Master’s expectations.

There is still a month left before the sect competition begins. I don’t have enough time to break through to the Nascent Soul stage. If I want to win the championship, I must at least master the Tiangang Sword Formation, a trump card that can kill enemies of higher levels..."

Qing Yueqiu's answer was completely within Pei Yuhan's expectations.

To be honest, when I said I believed Qing Yueqiu could win the championship, I was just encouraging her. I didn't expect that she would actually exploit me so hard in private.

It's my fault.

"Master, I don't actually need you to get the title of 'Sect Competition Champion'."

"Master, do you think Yueqiu can't do it?"

Qing Yueqiu's expression suddenly became panic-stricken, and her hands subconsciously grabbed Pei Yuhan's collar on his chest, as if she was afraid of being an abandoned puppy.

Pei Yuhan opened his mouth and was about to say that he didn't mean that, but the other girl behind him started laughing.

"Don't worry, Senior Sister. Master told me that you are his most proud disciple. He came to you this time to take you to the Divine Sword Pavilion to get the sword so that you can gain more powerful strength."

"Junior sister, have you succeeded in fusing your spirit and soul?"

Qing Yueqiu then noticed Yu Gunan's figure. There was nothing she could do. As soon as her master appeared, all her attention was focused on him. How could she be aware of the existence of other people?

However, Yu Gunan considered herself to be a tolerant and beautiful girl. She was by no means narrow-minded and jealous like her sister. In her heart, she generously forgave Qing Yueqiu for ignoring her rudeness.

But before she could speak, Pei Yuhan revealed her identity.

"Yueqiu, the one in front of you now is not your little junior sister, but your little junior sister."

"Little Junior Sister? My Third Junior Sister?"

"Yes, she is Xiaoxiao's elder sister, her name is Yu Gunan."

Yu Gunan: “…”

No, why is this woman named Qing Yueqiu on the same train of thought as Pei Yuhan? Hearing such an abstract term as "little junior sister", she realized that this is the third disciple of the master? !

Also, regarding the fact that Xiaoxiao is older than me, I personally have not agreed to it!

Unfortunately, no one cared about Yu Gu Nan's opinion. After a simple greeting, Qing Yueqiu's attention returned to his master.

"Master, are you going to take me to the Divine Sword Pavilion today?"

"That was my original plan, but you look like you've overdrawn your spiritual energy, so it's better for you to rest for two days."

Qing Yueqiu shook her head. She took several Peiyuan Pills and quickly refined them. Her pale face became a little rosy.

“Master, the sect competition is approaching, and we can’t delay even a day. I often encounter this state of overdrawing spiritual energy during my training. My body has gotten used to it, and I will recover soon.

Let’s go now.”

Chapter 68: Divine Sword Pavilion

Qing Yueqiu rarely acted like a rebellious girl this time. She did not blindly obey his words and insisted on going to the Divine Sword Pavilion to get the sword.

Pei Yuhan had no choice but to personally infuse his spiritual energy into Qing Yueqiu's body, quietly using the secret method of replenishing yin with yang to help Qing Yueqiu adjust to the best condition in a short period of time.

Yu Gunan watched as his senior sister's face quickly turned red, and from time to time she let out an irrepressible low moan of comfort, and her eyes became moist and slightly blurred, and then her eyes widened slightly.

No, Master!

Are you sure you used the right method to help Senior Sister recover her spiritual energy? You didn't remember the spell wrongly and used the secret method you learned from Master's Wife on Senior Sister, did you? !

Feeling Yu Gunan's questioning gaze, Pei Yuhan looked stern and said loudly:

"Qiuyue's spiritual energy was exhausted, so I used the Yang energy to nourish her body. It's normal for her to feel a little strange for the first time. Gu Nan, don't make a fuss."

"..."

Qing Yueqiu seemed to have heard the conversation between her master and her junior sister while she was still in a daze. She sobered up a little, looked at Yu Gunan, and said in a dry voice:

"Don't worry, little junior sister. I can feel my body is better than ever before. Please don't disturb Master from teaching me the skills."

Yu Gunan looked at the master and disciple and felt inexplicably angry.

Nonsense, you, the cow sister, have a flushed face and look refreshed now. It would be strange if you feel uncomfortable.

She felt the blood in her body accelerating, and she even had the urge to push Qing Yueqiu away and take her place.

After sensing this impulse, Yu Gu Nan became even more furious. She walked out of the courtyard, thinking out of sight, out of mind, while cursing in her heart.

Damn it, what does this have to do with me? This body is jealous and horny for no reason.

After Yu Gunan left, Qing Yueqiu said with some worry: "Master, is Junior Sister angry?"